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Saturday, February 26th, 2011
11:05 pm
Challenge: Journal
The Howl, University of Ferelden's Official Student Newspaper

Goal! Mabari Crush OZ 12-1 In First Period

Denerim-The Mabari smashed the Miners of Orzammar 12-1 before the game was called under the mercy rule. Team Captain Nate Howe expressed his pleasure with the team.

"The guys really stepped it up tonight. We had Sten in net, which pretty much stops goals."

The game was not without controversy. About halfway through the period an elf in a gold and white dress skated across center ice, shouting 'stick me' before officials could remove him. He was later identified only as 'Zevran'.

Cheese Tasting Party To Be Held By Lady Mabari

Denerim-The Lady Mabari, proudly known as Da Bitchez, will be hosting a wine and cheese tadting party tonight in Cousland Hall.

"We want to attract a stong, diverse crowd," said Bella, the organizer of the event. "When we had a fashion show, attendance was mostly female. We're hoping this will bring in some of the guys, too."

The event will be held from 6-10 PM. Classic Disney musicals will also be screened.

New Classes For Mages

Denerim-First Enchanter Irving announced today that a new yoga class will be available next semester, replacing the outdoor activities such as climbing, running and swimming.

"We need to be able to answer the needs of the students without compromising safety. Unfortunately some individuals had taken liberties with the old program, forcing us to reconsider the physical fitness aspects of our curriculum. We hope this will help the students maintain health."

The old curriculum, supervised by Templars, had been plagued by accidents, injuries and escapes.
Sunday, October 31st, 2010
1:26 am
Workmanship
Zevran hesitated before entering the plaza before Denerim's Royal Palace. It was a simple habit, one that kept him from wandering into trouble. And right now he had plenty of trouble to keep him occupied.

It was simple enough; a messenger at the Gnawed Noble with the requirement that he eliminate the man who murdered a woman's lover. The messenger's heavy Orlesian accent piqued his curiosity a little. Orlesians--and Antivans-- were watched closely in Ferelden, more so now with the civil war. Things were simpler for foreigners under King Cailan.

All he had to do, it seemed, was insure that the murderer died a long, agonizing death. To guarantee this a very handsome sum of gold changed hands. Even if he took only the bits of jewelry the man offered, he could still afford to retire from the Crows. Maybe he could even set himself up a brothel. Offer special treatments to those who could afford them. Give the rather bland Pearl a run for its money.

He was on his way when another messenger reached him. He was wanted, now, at the Royal Palace. Just as well, really. He needed more time to study his prey. Wealthy men usually had bodyguards, and with the current unrest in Ferelden his target was also likely to be armored. He had to be careful.

Rendon Howe, the man who met him inside the Palace, was blunt. Kill the Gray Wardens that were making trouble. Grey wardens had a reputation for being difficult to kill, but did not the Antivan Crows also have a reputation for killing the difficult?

He followed Howe into a small room, lit by a roaring fire. Before the fire waited a man in heavy armor. He raised his head to greet them, ice blue eyes glittering.

Zevran stopped.

He had found the Orlesian's target.

Zevran smiled. "The Antivan Crows send their greetings."
Saturday, June 19th, 2010
9:29 pm
AU Fic - Fergus Cousland's Winter Break 2--updated
Can Fergus survive a friendly game of Family Feud when Alistair, Dagna, Tommy, Anders and Teagan are involved?

http://archiveofourown.org/works/83932/chapters/130917
Sunday, May 30th, 2010
1:01 am
AU Fanfic - Fergus Cousland's Winter Break--updated
Things were looking up after the fashion show. And then "Ferelden Tonight" made its footage available to the news media. Phones are ringing!

It's chapter 6--AT Phone Home.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/83932/chapters/123363
Thursday, May 20th, 2010
10:49 pm
AU Fic - Fergus Cousland's Winter Break 2--updated
Yes, I did indeed update. It's tough to do with one arm, though.

Next part:

7: Fergus & Alistair, Model Wranglers

8: Project Runway

http://archiveofourown.org/works/83932/chapters/112979

Cailan does finally say the magic word.
Friday, April 30th, 2010
3:17 pm
AU Fic - Fergus Cousland's Winter Break
Here is my entry for the AU challenge. There are more chapters coming.
Chapter 1 Gold Ricerocket
Chapter 2 Antivan Green
Chapter 3 Star Wars Party
Chapter 4 The Camera

Currently at An Archive Of Our Own

http://archiveofourown.org/works/82460/chapters/110873

Current Mood: cranky
Wednesday, March 31st, 2010
8:18 pm
Tuesday, August 23rd, 2005
2:19 am
The Mithril Awards
Yes, the Mithril Awards are happening. I know this is true because she has been swearing at the computer for the last several hours. I tried shredding a few kleenex to ease her pain, but it didn't seem to work.

There has been some odd activity. Something to do with them being married for 23 years. I don't know why they are even counting the 20 where I was not present. They do not matter.

I finally visited the horses. Or rather, I was placed in the truck and driven there. It was very dirty and full of wonderful smells. It was too hot to play with the baby horse. She even let me go off of the leash, which was nice of her. I didn't wander too far, because the area was new and the horses, well, they aren't exactly frightening; it's just that they--they are just--so--big. Even the baby one is considerably bigger than I expected. And so I respectfully touched noses with them and withdrew to observe them.

She had me sit with some other humans, including a small one that wanted me to play. He thought that if he threw a ball I would actually bring it to him! Of all the nerve! She explained that I do not do "fetch". Dogs fetch. I am a Poodle. Mia will fetch, but she is a Ball Addict and cannot help herself. Sad, really, to see a Ball Addict in action.

I visited with all the humans, and I even let the small one have his pizza. I did not ask for a piece of it. It smelled bad, and I knew that it was a type I do not like. Mia would have eaten it, but Mia will eat anything.

They bought me a bottle of cold water for the trip home. It was not my brand, but I drank it anyway.

I will have to go and see the horses more often. Perhaps this time they will be eating proper food and I will be able to get a snack.
Saturday, July 9th, 2005
11:59 pm
For Our British Friends
We all hope & pray that you are well, and that the horror which has been inflicted upon London has not harmed you. The cowards who attacked the innocent will reap their reward, and it will not involve 72 virgins.

Unless those virgins happen to be pirhanas.
Monday, May 16th, 2005
10:20 pm
I am speechless with shock, rage, anger, dismay...I cannot even begin to put into words the BETRAYAL that she has committed! I am no longer the youngest! She has--acquired--a baby horse!!!!
 
I have NO idea how this came about. I  have known about the Horses for some time now. But to actually have the nerve to permit them to reproduce, thereby taking precious attention away from ME? I am shocked, I tell you, shocked!

Dear readers, I have no idea what will happen next. She has pictures of HE Who currently Has No Name, and I must confess that he is cute-- in a  prey-animal sort of way, you understand. 

http://www.geocities.com/khazar_khum/black_colt_01.html

They do not even know what color he is--shameful, I say.

And no, I am not jealous. I am merely going to go and shred some kleenex, because.
Tuesday, March 1st, 2005
12:27 pm
She Actually Did It
Yes, she actually finished her project, that "Cursed Queen" thing she was always fretting over. Instead of spending her time playing with me, or petting me, or getting me treats from the cabinet where Tarquin the cat can't get them, she spent time on some silly story.

Do you know how often she panicked over that thing? She was always worried about it. Always. Then she'd curl up on the bed, kick me off the pillows (Yes, the pillows!) and whine. Of course Mia would always go and lick her to help. Ha! Not me. I know better. I just sat on her head, to remind her that I was using the pillows first, and she needed to get off the bed.

Then she'd stare at the monitor and say they weren't talking to her. Well, I certainly didn't hear anything, and my hearing is much better than hers. So, just to show her that someone important was listening, I would go and bathe her. When that didn't work, I tried to climb in her lap. Not that she has a lap, mind you, but still, it's the thought that counts, right? So I would demand that she stop this silliness and hug me. It never quite worked the way I wanted it to--she invariably said I made her "feel better", which was her euphemism for starting back at writing. Hmmph! But at least I got a hug out of it.

And him! He's always encouraging her, even when he could be hugging me. Humans make no sense at all, unless they are doing their duty, which is, of course, pampering me.

what is she saying? Another project? Well, I will have to see about that!
Monday, May 3rd, 2004
6:32 pm
Me The Beautiful
I see that she has devoted time to all sorts of things, except the one that really matters--me.

My name is (and she had better get this right) International Champion La Marka Mercedes Blanc. It's only fitting that she use *my* picture on this journal. They took that picture the day I finished my puppy championship.

Naturally, I wasn't about to let the other people take me in, so I insisted that my *mom* show me. Never mind that she had never shown a dog before. I had never been at a show, either, so what could possibly go wrong? I even won my group--no thanks to Mom, who tried to make me stand in one place instead of letting me show the judges my fancy dance steps. Well, I showed her in Best in Show--I lay on my side and rolled in the grass before the judges looked at me. Mom used her favorite name for me--Hellspawn! So I know I did that right.

Mom just moved her basket of medication off of my favorite chair, so now I can get a proper rest.

Sincerely, Mercedes
Thursday, February 12th, 2004
12:03 am
Well, I finally broke down and started LJ. We'll have to see how this goes!
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